I ride my BMX to and from work everyday. Sure, I get looks rocking up to the ABC on a 鈥渒ids鈥� bike鈥� with fluro pink handgrips and noisy spokey-dokes but it鈥檚 a fast, cheap and healthy way to get around 鈥� and it鈥檚 fun. Well, usually.
It was definitely not fun last week when an old man threatened to 鈥渟mash my fucking face in鈥� for riding on the footpath on my way home. There鈥檚 a 50-meter section of a crazy-busy main road where I stick to the 鈥榝ootie鈥� until I reach my bike lane turn off. It鈥檚 next to a church and there are generally a few pedestrians to be mindful of.
As I was riding past I noticed an elderly couple up ahead, so slowed right down and moved to the left of the footpath, making eye contact with them.
The lady moved across to make way, however her husband didn鈥檛 budge.
Instead he held my gaze and walked defiantly towards me like it was a game of chicken.
I had to stop and get off my bike. As they passed I muttered, 鈥淓xcuse me!鈥� And that set him off.
The man turned around and screamed at me 鈥� 鈥淵ou stupid fucking idiot. You should be riding on the fucking road!鈥� 鈥� as another burst of cars and buses whizzed past.
Totally shocked, I told him to 鈥済et fucked鈥�.
I now know that was a bit silly because psychos are just looking for any excuse to be psycho.
He then came over, leant in close so I could see the veins popping out of his head, and said he was going to 鈥渟mash my fucking face in鈥�.
His embarrassed wife waited up ahead.
Not wanting to push my luck, I told him he鈥檇 go to jail if he did that.
Thankfully a man with a pram walked by and told the old bastard to stop being ridiculous and calm down.
He kept on ranting so I thanked the helpful stranger and rode off.
Perhaps this dude had had a bad experience with a cyclist in the past – but I couldn鈥檛 help but wonder 鈥� would he have been so aggressive if I was a feminine young lady riding a cute girls鈥� bike with a basket, instead of a BMX-riding tomboy?
Who knows!
Either way – what a knob.
